Corpse Bride Vows Full Novels & Stories

With reverence, he began to recite the sacred vows that would bind Gabby and me together in holy matrimony. "Gabriella Gomez, do you take Kyra Wilder to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" "I do," Gabby's voice, filled with emotion, rang out clear and resolute, her eyes locked with mine, a silent promise etched in their depths.

“Virando Augustin Kuandy... Here I’m Sumico Kammal Lowie vow to love you, to adore you immensely truly, deeply and sincerely. I vow to always be right next to you when you’re happy, when you’re sad, when you’re at the bottom of your life, when you’re at the top of your life. I vow to accompany you to walk through this path of our lives, love, as well as togetherness. I vow to stay right beside you, going through every heat and rain, passing through every spring, summer, autumn, and winter, until the final full-stop waiting for both of us at the end of this path.” “Sumico Kammal Lowie... Here I’m Virando Augustin Kuandy vow to love you, to adore you immensely truly, deeply and sincerely. I vo

" He then turns towards the crowds and asks who gives away the bride in which my parents answer they do. He then looks at Giovanni and asks him to recite the vows after him. ‘I, Giovanni Ruso take you, Everly Clark, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward; for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part; according to God’s holy law. In the presence of, God I make this vow.’ Then comes my turn to recite the vows same as Giovanni. I take a deep breath and start reciting the vows. ‘I, Everly Clark, take you, Giovanni Ruso,

“Just answer my questions honestly. Do you swear fealty to this house and all the vampires that dwell within it?” “Yes,” she said. “Do you swear to keep our secrets, that you will not harm, cause harm, or cause someone to bring harm to us?” “Yes.” “Do you accept our dominion over you?” “Yes.” Matthew took her wrist and bit into it. Cassidy hissed, but said nothing. Then he bit into his own wrist and brought it to her lips, while bringing her hand to his mouth At the point where they exchanged blood, Declan turned away. Sharing blood with a human was an unbelievably intimate act, and he couldn’t stand watching.

Damian turned, looking at Enola with such intensity that Enola felt her cheeks burning. “I do.” Damian’s voice was deep and steady. “Do you, Enola Spark, take Damian Cassel to be your husband?” Enola held her breath for a moment. “I do.” Enola’s voice was soft but clear. The next second, applause echoed. Clarine, who was sitting in the guest seats, clutched her dress angrily, her face pale. Meanwhile, Reginald Spark, her uncle, only smiled stiffly to hide his anger. When it was time for the bride and groom to kiss, Damian approached, his hand gently touching Enola’s jaw. He leaned down and briefly pressed his lips to Enola’s. The kiss was short and formal, but it was enough to make Enola’s h

Her body bucks as she cries out my name over and over, breathless and panting. Only when she's still, do I release her. Only when she's still, do I bring my lips to hers and kiss her again, let her taste us together. Because tonight is our true wedding night. Tonight, is when I claim my bride. My wife. And tonight, I vow that if any man should touch her, hurt her, fucking look at her wrong, I will kill them. I will tear them apart limb from limb with my bare hands. — | — |—

the warrior asked me again. Without further ado, I knew that I had to give an answer. "If you promise that my maid, Ophelia, my assistant, Andreas, and the people who supported me are safe and sound, I’ll marry you." For a while, the Crimson Warrior was looking at me with his emerald green eyes. "It's a deal then," he responded. ***

On it: a shallow basin, empty now, stained dark with centuries of spilled blood. Seraphine appeared beside the basin, fading, translucent. “Speak the vow,” she said. “Blood of the bridge. Tear of the betrayed. Kiss of life. Seal it here, where it began.” Elara drew the fang again, held it high. “I, Elara Thorne-Blackthorn, bridge of the split packs, bleed willingly,” she said, voice ringing off the walls. She sliced deeper, blood flowing freely now, letting it drip into the basin. Silver droplets hissed on contact, steam rising like spirits released.

"Cameras love a nervous bride." We reached the altar. The officiant opened his book. Two hundred guests fell silent at once, and I could hear my own pulse in my ears louder than anything else in that room. "Damon Wrexley", the officiant said, "will you have this woman to be your wedded wife, to live together in the holy bond of marriage?" Damon's eyes found mine. Something flickered there, cold and final, and his lips parted. "I don't." The room held its breath with me.

I demand hardening my eyes on hers. "No!" she sighs and pushes her hand into mine. Her small hand glides in mine and I watch her scowl at me. "Let's get this done with," she says. Using the pen knife, I cut into her thumb, Summer whimpers, as the blood trickles, I hurriedly make a small cut on my thumb. "Repeat after me: WITH MY BLOOD, I VOW TO SPEND THE NEXT NINETY DAYS WITH SINCLAIR DECLAN SORVINO," I lead the vow.